Money is old-fashioned, he can spend it however he wants, Zhou Ze didn't put anything in his beak, and he was not qualified to put his beak in anything.

After all, although Lao Dao is his subordinate employee, he has never received a penny of salary from himself, and sometimes he follows Zhou Ze on a "business trip", and Lao Dao has to post some money himself.

Moreover, the white-eyed wolf or something, or whether it is worth this kind of discussion, and it is useless to talk too much with the old way.

He is a man who has lived to be seventy years old, and he has not experienced any turmoil in the north and south?

What kind of people have not encountered them?

He is not the kind of old man and lady who mistakenly believes in the lottery scam and wants to be cheap, perhaps, people are the same as Spiegel in their hearts, but they are actually rare and confused.

After Lao Dao's remittance was over, Zhou Ze pushed Lao Dao's wheelchair and took him back to the bookstore, and when Lao Dao passed by the convenience store on the way, he bought some snacks for the monkey.

After returning to the bookstore, Zhou Ze washed and disinfected his hands, changed into a white coat, and checked the physical condition of Lao Dao Lao Xu and Bai Yingying one by one, and when these were done, it was already evening.

took off his white coat, took a long breath of relief, and went into the bathroom to wash his face.

I'm afraid, of course.

On that night a week ago, I really almost became a "loner", my previous life was basically burned, and I finally regained my rhythm in this life, but that old man really almost made his life "start from scratch" in this life.

Sensing the stimulation of cold water on his face, Zhou Ze shook his head, picked up a towel, and prepared to wipe his face.

But at this moment, Zhou Ze saw a black shadow appear in the mirror, and the towel in Zhou Ze's hand fell instantly.

When he turned around, there was no one behind him.

When I looked back, the dark shadow in the mirror was gone.

It's not an illusion, it can't be an illusion, Zhou Ze is now very confident in his "big heart", and he is not fragile enough to be a snake shadow.

Pushing open the door of the bathroom, before the person walked out, a familiar and old voice came from inside the bathroom:

"Are you looking for me?"

Zhou Ze did not look back this time, but turned sideways slightly, and said:

"Yes."

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Sure enough, he wasn't dead yet.

The one inside me was right, he wasn't dead,

He reappeared.

Zhou Ze was a little surprised in his heart, originally he thought that even if the one in his body failed to kill him completely and completely, at least he could ensure that he would not appear again in a short period of time.

It's just that this time, it seems to be a little different.

That night, when he faced this old man, he could clearly perceive the paranoid obsession exuded from the other party, but this time, the other party seemed a little too clean and pure, as if he had been purified.

It was originally a jar of old vinegar, but now it is a puddle of clear water.

But the old man is an old man after all, his appearance is mysterious, his experience is mysterious, and even his death, is mysterious.

The person in his body can only leave a sentence of "he is not dead" to fall asleep again, which is enough to prove his specialness, otherwise, with the characteristics of that person, he will definitely cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

He doesn't care about causing much trouble, even if he is still repairing, but the kind of Lao Tzu's most awesome middle two atmosphere in the world is almost off the charts, no one is a bird at all, and he doesn't know how to be a man than the monkey in "Journey to the West".

"You killed me, so I thought I'd come to see you, but it's a little weird, you don't seem surprised that I'm not dead."

"You're like a kraft candy." Zhou Ze said helplessly.

"Huh." The old man smiled, and then his voice changed, from near to far.

Zhou Ze raised his head and saw the figure of the old man standing at the door of the study house, he seemed to be waiting for Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze walked over and pushed open the door of the bookstore.

"I was dead a long time ago, I was dead before you killed me." The old man said calmly.

He was still wearing a green coat, and he was stepping on muddy liberation shoes, slightly cramped, with a kind of innocence and shyness on his face.

But that's how an old man,

A week ago,

almost killed everyone in the bookstore except Zhou Ze.

If Zhou Ze was just an ordinary ghost, there might be no way to change all this.

Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore.

"Forty-two years ago, I was dead."

"Seventy-six years." Zhou Ze said.

"Yes, the year the turmoil ended."

The old man turned around, took two steps forward, and came to a bus stop, where he stood with the people waiting for the bus to get off work.

Zhou Ze glanced back at the bookstore, he was hesitating whether this was a transfer of the tiger from the mountain.

But after a while, Zhou Ze still followed.

The appearance of the old man this time gave him a very different feeling, and he didn't need to turn the tiger away from the mountain at all, and he could suddenly appear in the bathroom where he was, which means that if the old man really has the ability to "kill" now, he is not in the bookstore, Xu Qinglang and Bai Yingying will not get any safety guarantee.

There are some things that need to be asked and clarified.

It is impossible for Zhou Ze to live the life of a detective all the time in the future, everyone in the bookstore must eat, live and travel together, and cannot be separated, otherwise the murderer may be given a chance.

Those days are too tiring,

And it's also unrealistic.

A bus stopped, some people got off, but more people got on the bus, this is South Street, it is the city center, there are many people, especially now it is still stuck at the node of getting off work, even more so.

The old man turned his head, glanced at Zhou Ze, smiled, and got into the car.

Zhou Ze also got into the car with him, threw two coins in, and walked inside, his eyes kept staring at the old man, he wanted to know what kind of medicine this old man was selling in his gourd this time.

There were a lot of people in the car, so Zhou Ze stood, like an old man.

"That night, I lost, the one inside you, too powerful." The old man said very calmly, as if he could fully afford to take it and put it down.

"But...... No matter how good you are, you can't kill me. The old man said, without the slightest smugness in his words, calmly as if he were merely stating a fact.

It's not like it's a person anymore,

It really doesn't feel like a person.

The old man who likes to tell the truth, likes to preach to himself, and likes to put himself on the moral high ground in everything,

The one in front of me at this time, and the one who appeared a week ago,

It's like two people at all.

"What the hell are you?"

Zhou Ze didn't ask him who he was, but what he was.

Obviously, Zhou Ze found some abnormalities, and he seemed to understand something.

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It doesn't seem to be alone.

"What the hell am I?" The old man stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, "I am a thing that is dead, but it has always existed.

My appearance was an accident, so accidental that I forgot how I appeared.

I've ended, many times, including the last time I ended in your hands, and after so many times, I've forgotten when it's really over.

It's not to show off, it's not to show off, I'm tired myself, but every time I die, I can come back, and sooner or later.

Of course

Maybe the next time I come back, it won't be the same as it is now. ”

The bus stopped at the next stop, and a group of people came up.

An old woman, who was about sixty years old, got into the car, walked inside, and stopped in front of Zhou Ze.

The car began to continue to start, and the compartment began to shake.

"Get out of the way, let me sit down, my legs are sore."

The old woman standing in front of Zhou Ze pointed to the girl in front of her and said.

The girl seemed to hear it, but she had kept her eyes closed before, and when the old woman walked by, she also kept her eyes closed, she didn't want to give up her seat, but she didn't think it was good not to give up her seat to the old man, so she pretended not to see it.

There was a plastic bag next to the girl, which was supposed to be the work clothes of a salesperson in a nearby shopping mall, who should have just come home from work after standing for a day, and was also very tired.

"Hey, how about talking to you?"

The old woman reached out and pulled the girl's hair.

The girl opened her eyes, a little inexplicable, she didn't seem to expect the old woman to be so direct.

"Do you know what politeness is?

Do you understand what it means to respect the old and love the young?

I'm so old, I came to you, and you still pretended to be asleep and couldn't see, is it interesting?

There's no old man in your family,

Didn't your family teach you how to be a human being when you were a child? ”

The girl's face turned red all at once, but she got up anyway, stood up, and got out of the way.

The old woman, like a victorious rooster, sat down with her head held high, and began to knead her calves, but her mouth still didn't:

"I'm educating you for your parents and teaching you how to be a person.

You're not married yet, I'll help your future in-laws teach you.

Young people of today,

One by one, they don't know what politeness is, and they don't know what it means to respect the old and love the young. ”

Many people in the car looked at her, and the girl standing next to her turned even redder.

When the train reached the next stop, the girl got out of the train as if she had fled, her eyes were red, and she had obviously been restraining her urge to cry.

"Huh."

Seeing that the girl got out of the car, the old woman seemed to be not enjoying herself, and she felt very disappointed.

The bus starts again,

Zhou Ze suddenly found that the old man was gone, where did he go?

Zhou Ze swore that he had actually been staring at the old man just now, but his person seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

He didn't finish his words,

Trick yourself into getting on the bus and it's over?

There is no head and no tail,

What the hell is he going to say?

"Hey."

The old man's voice rang out.

Zhou Ze followed the sound card and found that it was sent by the old woman.

At this time,

The old woman turned her face and looked out the window.

And her thinning hair fluttered out,

The wrinkled face of the old man was exposed at the back of his head,

The old man is laughing,

showed a mouthful of old yellow teeth,

He smiled happily,

Laughing heartily,

At the same time:

"Now I know,

Why am I dead but not dead? ”